Quick Transmigration: The Villainous Female Supporting Character Became the Male Lead's Beloved

Chapter 230 The Infamous Young Lady 18

Throughout history, women have been seen as a symbol of vulnerability, far inferior to an adult man in both strength and physique.

Ni Qing's expression was cold, and the ferocity in her eyes seemed to materialize. Her gloomy emotions surged, and she was extremely disgusted by his actions.

Even though she started it, she still had to pretend.

The young man in black was not intimidated by her gaze, and his previously agitated and chaotic mood calmed down slightly.

Working under General He or his daughter was never as agonizing as working under her.

But she just happens to love courting death.

however--

He lazily lifted his eyelids again, a slight smile curving his lips in the shadows, a silent, indifferent laugh, his eyes brimming with malice.

Just when Ni Qing was losing face, the other party finally loosened their grip on her, and she subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

She could understand that things raised by other people would eventually have a rebellious streak.

She gritted her teeth, not noticing the shadow in front of her gradually enlarging. Before she could react, her body suddenly lost control, and the world spun around her.

The feeling of weightlessness was amplified infinitely.

The young man casually pushed her down onto the soft couch, leaned over her, and easily grasped her wrists, raising them above his head.

The girl was stunned by this turn of events. When she realized what the other person had done, her eyes turned cold, and she shouted sharply, "Insolence! How dare a lowly guard like you commit such an act of disrespect! What is your punishment!"

Her status as a young lady was utterly useless in front of a bodyguard who constantly teetered on the edge of death and bloodshed.

Things had spiraled out of Ni Qing's control. She had originally planned to quit while she was ahead, but who knew that the male lead would treat her so disregarded her.

She had no time to think anymore, because a sharp curved blade was pressed tightly against her cheek, its point radiating a chilling aura.

The man, who was habitually silent, spoke again: "You seem to really want to die..."

Ni Qing's heart skipped a beat, thinking that her ultimate goal had been exposed. She looked up in surprise and doubt, only to meet his deep and lifeless pupils.

Bai Guanqing raised an eyebrow. He was just saying it casually, but why did he feel that the other party's reaction was a bit strange... Could it be that he really guessed right?

He frowned slightly, trying to catch the emotion she had just revealed. The girl's originally sickly pale skin turned rosy with anger.

She might have some presence when facing others, but compared to the male lead with his protagonist aura, she's far inferior.

Her sparkling eyes were slightly red, and her long, curled eyelashes added a touch of liveliness to them.

Ni Qing lowered her eyes. In a sense, her current situation was gradually aligning with the original plot, although there was a slight mishap in their position...

She looked up and immediately began to struggle violently. The coldness of the knife tip reached her cheek, but she didn't care. Even when a bloody gash appeared, she seemed oblivious.

Instead, Bai Guanqing frowned and subconsciously moved his scimitar aside for a moment. Ni Qing seized this opportunity, gathering all her strength in her hand, and finally broke free.

She chuckled as she looked at the handsome but indifferent young man, reached out and grabbed his collar, pulling it down hard. Although there was a faint smile on her lips, there was no warmth in her eyes.

"Are you really willing to kill me? So, you're still rejecting my offer, are you?" The two were extremely close.

The girl and the young man were almost nose to nose, and the warm breath made the young man in black catch his breath. He could have easily pushed her away, or used his curved knife to slash her delicate, fair neck.

But he did not resist for a long time.

Her hair was black and her skin was fair, her lips were red without any makeup, and her dark crescent-shaped eyebrows unexpectedly added a touch of allure. A smug and unrestrained smile played on her lips.

A moment later, she raised her chin and pressed it against his cold lips.

Ni Qing easily noticed his body stiffen at that moment.

The young man's disbelief, shock, and astonishment could no longer be concealed in the girl's eyes.

The young man pursed his lips tightly, his eyes darkening, his long, straight eyelashes casting a small shadow, momentarily lost in thought.

The intimate and ambiguous kiss was fleeting. Having taken advantage of the situation, she narrowed her eyes with satisfaction, placed her hand on his strong chest, and pushed him away with a slight force.

Bai Guanqing, like a stiff puppet, sensed her rejection and felt a surge of inexplicable annoyance.

He raised his hand—

He removed the extra mask from his face, revealing superior features, and pressed his hands against her retreating wrists, leaning down with a cold and unrestrained ferocity.